After she died, I found some books in my great aunt’s attic. Among them were her diaries. May 6th, 1972 Dear Diary, I’m so glad that spring has arrived. I can finally get out and work on my garden. It…
After she died, I found some books in my great aunt’s attic. Among them were her diaries. May 6th, 1972 Dear Diary, I’m so glad that spring has arrived. I can finally get out and work on my garden. It…
(or If It Ain’t Broke, Sell Them Upgrades) Have you ever had the experience where you walk into a store to buy something and it’s just not there anymore. It might have been something you’ve been buying for years, like…
(or Life’s Too Short To Deal With All Your Problems) Please don’t take anything I say too seriously. I may write something and then change my mind the next day. Or the next minute. I’m like that. I’m a flibbertigibbet.…
(or What’s Behind Door Number One?) Is it just me or are people getting more rude? Now I’m not talking about you garden variety pedants who correct your grammar or the guy at the back of the line who jumps…
(or My Inner Dialogue Part Four) “So I’m talking to myself and…” “Whoa! Let me stop you right there.” “Uh…what’s going on?” “You’re going on that’s what’s going on.” “What do you mean?” “This is the part where you make…
I’ve just realized it’s been a week since I posted something. Sometimes I just can’t believe how fast the hours and days go by. And before you ask – no, this is not a self-indulgent, my life is so amazing,…
So, I’m talking to myself and I say, “Hey, me.” [silence] “Cut it out. I know you’re there.” [silence] “Fine. I’ll just sing sea chanties until you answer me.” “Wait. What? Sorry, I was just thinking to myself.” “I didn’t…
So, there are two kinds of people in the world. There is the guy who stands at the subway platform, looks at his watch, and worries that he’s going to be late. And there’s the guy who looks at the…